Things related to that reality thing people are always going on about.
That’s all I do. Write passes. They pay me $13 an hour to write passes. I’m proud of myself. I didn’t bite him. Didn’t even declare an incredible headache and go home. Not like he would notice how hard everyone had to work to cover the hole I left. He’s so out of it, he […]
Good Lork, I actually feel like I might not go stark raving mad at any moment after all. Ford Prefect was right. “…there’s no point in driving yourself mad trying to stop yourself going mad. You might just as well give in and save your sanity for later.” I feel…relaxed. Tired as all hell, but
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This is my new cell phone. Isn’t it purty? I like it lots. And it was really cool. Bly told the guy (’cause I’m a chicken) what I wanted, and that I wasn’t going to buy a lot of extras. I just needed a phone that worked. ‘Cause my old one don’t. He asked a
Today I did some laundry, bought groceries, and got Hope’s glasses fixed. I also attempted to learn a bit more about quantum physics (no, I don’t “get” it, not fully, but who does? It’s fascinating stuff, no matter how much or little you “get.” Don’t believe me? Find your way through this.) Oh, and I
So how sad is it, that the only way I could think about blogging tonight was to get out the speech recognition? Today was another of what’s becoming a typical Wednesday. Incredibly hectic, totally lost. There’s a “ghost” haunting half the computers in the school that means the teachers can’t take attendance on the computers.
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The Peter Principle: promote people out of the jobs they are good at, and eventually management is full of idiots. No, seriously. Check it out: At the point where his level of incompetence is reached, an employee’s promotional trajectory usually ends, and he’s stuck in a position where he no longer has confidence in his
I can’t get a damned thing done. When the hell did I used to write? I don’t think I’m doing anything I haven’t been for a long time. I’m spending less time on the forums, I’m not cooking or cleaning or reading more than before, what the hell? Anyway. As you may have guessed–another night,